Feng Biao was about to get angry, but Xu Yi waved his hand to stop him, "This is Miss Yan's Cave Palace, what are you doing?"

The red-faced manager snorted coldly, "It used to be, but now it's not. What is a useless slut who has occupied such a good cave? Hey, what do I tell you about this? No matter who you are, where you come from, get out of here immediately."

Feng Biao was so shocked that his soul was so loud that he jumped up suddenly, kicking the red-faced manager's heart, hoping to tear this bastard alive. He was so impatient that he dared to be rampant in front of this devil.

Feng Biao kicked it, but missed the opportunity. The red-faced manager was like a little chicken, and was pinched by Xu Yi in his palm and choked him tightly.

The other three attendants were about to move, and three sword energy easily took the lives of the three people, and even the dead souls never emerged.

"No, no!"

Feng Biao was still shouting, and the Red-faced Manager fell softly to the ground like a rag bag, and disappeared. A soul just overflowed and was grabbed by Xu Yi in his hand. Two red lights emerged from Xu Yi's palm, and he was actually drawing the memory of the Red-faced Manager.

The bidding is going crazy.

What he feared most was that the devil was crazy and killed people on the spot. He clearly never thought about the aftermath, and he was going to make a big fuss about the Qianhuan Sect.

"What a Hong Shihu, what a Qianhuan Sect."

Xu Yi sneered, crushed the remnant soul of the red-faced manager and rushed towards the southeast.

Feng Biao was cold all over and wanted to scold Hong Shihu in his heart.

He advised Hong Shihu countless times not to move the female cultivator next to Yan Zi's body. If he didn't do it well, there would be a strange disaster, but Hong Shihu refused to listen.

It is obvious that Miss Yan failed the review. In Hong Shihu's eyes, such a beautiful female disciple no longer has the potential for cultivation, but is a very good fun thing.

In the past, there were many female cultivators who dealt with this kind of treatment. He called him a flower snake and did this a lot.

But this time it was really different. The devil killed someone without blinking and went crazy, even Hong Shihu got the debt.

What's more, tomorrow is the head of the sect's birthday. The distinguished guests who should be there today have basically been almost there, and maybe it will be a collapse of the sky and the earth.

In fact, Feng Biao is not worried about the Qianhuan Sect. He is leaning against the Northern Jin Palace. No matter how the devil makes trouble, Qianhuan Sect will definitely not be able to defeat him.

The key is, once the incident is in a fierce situation and the leader of the sect will take action, and the devil will encounter an accident. What should be the restriction in his body?

Think about it, Feng Biao had a headache.

When Xu Yi arrived at Hong Shihu Cave, a red light surged over there.

Xu Yi was shocked. The red light was clearly the treasure he gave to Yan Zi, and his Huntian Sword Technique was sealed inside.

At that time, Yan Zi refused to return to Guanglong Hall. Before he went to Jindan Academy, he specially refined a few magic treasures and handed them over to Huang Zu, asking him to contact Feng Biao and find a way to hand them over to Yan Zi.

But unexpectedly, at this time, it became Yan Zi's life-saving magic weapon.

As soon as the red light rose, Xu Yi rushed into the cave, and then a heavy muffled groan came. Then, he heard Yan Zi's cry of pain.

"Bitch, I'll kill you!"

A strong man with blood on his face, shouted angrily, waved his palms, and a water dragon spitted out two domain sources, and rushed towards Yan Zi who was lying in the corner of the wall.

Seeing that the water dragon was about to pounce on Yan Zi, a big hand stretched out and grabbed the water dragon tightly. When the big hand was closed, the water dragon disappeared like a bubble of smoke.

"Who are you!"

The strong and powerful man said angrily that he was Yan Zi's army, Hong Shihu.

"The one who sent you back to the West!"

Xu Yi helped Yan Zi up and a sword net sprinkled out. A ball of rotten silver exploded on Hong Shihu's chest, but it was Fu Yi who activated it, blocking the sword net.

Even so, Hong Shihu was knocked out by the surging spiritual power.

"vomit!"

Yan Zi spewed out a mouthful of purple blood, and his breath quickly weakened. Xu Yi looked closely and saw a big hole breaking into Yan Zi's abdomen and all his organs overflowed.

He didn't care about chasing Hong Shihu, so he hurriedly took out the jade bottle, sprinkled the willow branches lightly, and three consecutive drops of spiritual liquid soaked Yan Zi's body.

Suddenly, Yan Zi's breath filled quickly, and the wound on his abdomen healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xu Yi didn't care about waiting for Yan Zi's injuries to heal. He lifted his spiritual energy out like a bed, letting Yan Zi fall on it, and fed some healing potions, and fled to the southeast direction.

His exquisite perception locked in Hong Shihu. Seeing that Hong Shihu was about to escape a thousand feet away, Xu Yi finally activated it.

"Young Master, go, go, I'm fine."

Yan Zi's face was pale, and he grabbed Xu Yi's big hand and asked him to leave.

Xu Yi looked solemn, angry and heartbroken, staring at Yan Zi and said, "You girl, it's good to let you do things. Next time, you still dare to take your own actions. What are you thinking in your little head all day long? Do you think your so-called independence can help me and save me your energy? If you are serious, I won't say it. Today I will take you back. Learn from Huang Zu and see how that old guy leans on the big tree to enjoy the shade."

Yan Zi's eyes were red. The first time the young master said harsh words to her, she felt both wronged and a little sweet.

She whispered in her heart, "Young Master, Yan Zi comes to Qianhuan Sect, not to think about saving you effort, but to think about you more about me."

At this point, Yan Zi felt endless self-blame again, because her little thoughts would cause the young master to take risks.

She knew that the young master was very good to the people around him. No matter how she begged for today, the young master would not give up.

Yan Zi was very thoughtful and stopped talking. Xu Yi thought to himself, "Maybe he said it seriously, and the little girl is getting stubborn again."

He patted Yan Zi on the shoulder and said, "Okay, don't worry about your young master. After so many years, why haven't you survived the storm? I'll ask your young master more trouble in the future. I'll thank you for your young master."

Yan Zizheng was so angry that he was ashamed. He heard Xu Yi say this and found it funny again. He gritted his silver teeth and snorted, and did not turn his face.

Suddenly, Yan Zi blushed. It turned out that the injuries on her abdomen were recovered rapidly, the original wound disappeared, and she returned to her skin like snow. When the pain disappeared, the cool breeze blew, her bare belly was chilly.

She jumped up in a hurry and found that her clothes were messy.

Xu Yi hurriedly threw a blue shirt over. Yan Zi lowered his head and wrapped it in a hurry. The red glow on his face became more and more intense, and his breath became heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, Yan Zi's body became soft and she was about to fall. Xu Yi held it and found that Yan Zi's body was so hot. Looking at Yan Zi's face and her twisting body, she didn't know that Yan Zi had been hit by Hong Shihu's despicable potion.

It would be fine if Xu Yi didn't touch Yan Zi. When he touched him, Yan Zi suddenly became like a boneless soft snake, wrapping it up towards him.
Chapter completed!